Chapter 1016 — A Helpless Result — Even So, Wei Zhao Was Still Disappointed! He Had Once Thought of Pouring Out His Energy Over and Over and Cultivating It Back to Level Up Quickly, but Now That Idea Seemed Utterly Foolish!

To break and then to rebuild could indeed assist Wei Zhao in leveling up, but it was only an assistance. If his own cultivation had not touched the barrier of the next rank, he could scatter his energy and recover it a hundred times and still never advance!

Such scheming shortcuts were not to be relied upon! Thinking it over, Wei Zhao found it laughable. The idea had been far too naive. If it truly worked, would he not soon grind his way straight to the Heaven stage? The Heaven stage could never be reached so easily.

"Recovered..." Uncle Qing drew in a sharp breath! How much true qi Wei Zhao had poured into him, Uncle Qing knew all too well. It had not only repaired his meridians but had turned him in one stroke from an ordinary man into a master at the peak of the late Yellow stage. How much energy must that have taken?

Even if Wei Zhao's rank had not fallen below the Mystic stage, he must surely have been left utterly weakened, yet he had recovered so quickly?

But recalling all of Wei Zhao's earth-shaking feats before this, Uncle Qing could only answer with a bitter smile. Wei Zhao was not a man to be judged by common reason.

"Uncle Qing, now that my strength has recovered, let us run another trial and see if we can push you through to the next breakthrough!" Wei Zhao said.

"Another trial? You have only just recovered... Can that be all right?" Uncle Qing looked at Wei Zhao in surprise, never expecting that the moment his strength returned he would want to keep helping him recover.

"We must try it!" Wei Zhao nodded firmly. He had no habit of abandoning a task halfway, so once he had decided on something, he had to see it through.

"Well... all right then!" Seeing Wei Zhao so resolute, Uncle Qing could only nod and say, "It seems I have no choice but to agree! Then I must trouble you!"

Wei Zhao shook his head and smiled. "What trouble? In truth I am hoping to gain an Earth-stage master to aid me. Then the Yu family and the Xiao family will hold nothing to fear!"

"Ha ha!" Hearing Wei Zhao's words, Uncle Qing could not help laughing along. "Yes, in my peak days of old, what were the Yu family and the Xiao family? Mere houses of the secular world..."

"They are nothing even now... I am only a little worried about the hidden house behind the Yu family," Wei Zhao said.

"A hidden house, yes..." Though Uncle Qing said nothing more, his words still carried a trace of pride. It seemed that in his youth Uncle Qing must have been a figure who could stand shoulder to shoulder with the hidden houses.

Wei Zhao laid his hand on Uncle Qing once more, then said in a low voice, "Uncle Qing, we are about to begin. Please be ready!"

"Good, I understand!" Uncle Qing put away his smile, and in its place came a grave expression. Though he did not wish Wei Zhao to expend more true qi for him, in his heart he was also eager to break through again.

Wei Zhao set the Xuanyuan Dragon Control Art in motion, ready to turn the energy within his body into true qi and send it into Uncle Qing. Yet a strange thing happened again. The true qi circulated inside Wei Zhao but showed not the slightest intention of entering Uncle Qing's body!

"Uncle Qing, are you circulating your own mental formula?" The situation made Wei Zhao pause slightly as he asked.

"I am, I am circulating it!" Uncle Qing nodded and said, "Has it not started yet?"

"Let me try again." Wei Zhao frowned and continued to circulate the Xuanyuan Dragon Control Art, but things remained as before. His true qi simply could not pass through his hands into Uncle Qing, as if Uncle Qing had no need of his true qi at all and could take nothing from within him!

It was exactly the same as the day before. Wei Zhao's true qi could not be put to use by Uncle Qing!

Half an hour passed.

Though Wei Zhao had not spent a fraction of his true qi, he was worn out until his face was flushed red and his head was covered in sweat!

And Uncle Qing had it no easier. From cultivating and from anxious haste, he too was drenched in sweat!

"Hah..." Wei Zhao let out a long, unwilling breath, but by now he had no choice but to give up! He had no way at all to send his true qi into Uncle Qing's body!

"If it will not work, then let it go. I can cultivate on my own, and that will be no problem," Uncle Qing said hastily when he saw how exhausted Wei Zhao looked.

"But..." Wei Zhao was unwilling, truly unwilling!

Could it be because the internal art Uncle Qing cultivated was different from his own? Yet even if it were different, was his own internal art not supposed to be all-capable? How had it suddenly stopped working?

Wei Zhao stood up, meaning to move his numb body about, when his eyes happened to fall on Mighty General. His expression stirred slightly, and he called out to Mighty General, "Mighty General, come here!"

"Woof woof!" Ever since Wei Zhao had forged Mighty General into a master, Mighty General had grown extremely close to him. At Wei Zhao's call, it ran over joyfully and leapt into his arms.

What Wei Zhao was thinking was this: if Uncle Qing's internal art differed from his own, then he and Mighty General could count as fellow disciples under the same master, one man and one dog! So Wei Zhao wanted to test whether he could still raise Mighty General's strength a little further!

Wei Zhao held Mighty General close and set the Xuanyuan Dragon Control Art in motion. To his disappointment, however, only a faint wisp of energy entered Mighty General's body, and then the transmission broke off short, exactly as it had with Uncle Qing before!

Wei Zhao could not send one whit more energy into Mighty General's body! Mighty General remained a dog at the peak of the late Yellow stage! And that small amount that had gone in earlier had likely only made up for energy Mighty General had already spent!

When Mighty General fought Yu Bide, it had probably used up some energy, but Mighty General did not know how to cultivate and recover on its own. Once its energy was spent, it was spent, and it could only rely on Wei Zhao to replenish it! Yet after replenishing it, to pour in even a little more energy was impossible.

Wei Zhao could not help falling into deep thought once more! It was the same with Mighty General, unable to break through any further. What could be the reason?

"Xiaoyi, strength at the peak of the late Yellow stage is already fine!" Seeing the disappointment on Wei Zhao's face, Uncle Qing hastened to comfort him.

"Ha ha... I know..." Wei Zhao sighed and said, "Uncle Qing, go and attend to your work. I am off to school."

Things having come to this, Wei Zhao could only give up! It seemed his thinking had been far too naive, believing that because his energy was all-capable he could mass-produce masters!

Indeed, masters had been produced, but their strength was all stuck at the peak of the late Yellow stage!

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